Haoran Zhengqi, full of the hall, on the sign, the four big words shock incomparably.

"Fishing for fame and reputation!" Someone read it.

Fishing for fame? The meaning of the four words is even more dazzling than the bold and righteous spirit issued! How many eyes have been blinded!

There was no voice in the league.

Chen Ping's face was flushed. Looking at these four words, he felt dizzy.

In charge of the registration of Lao Yan and others, there is a strange light in their eyes.

"Master Chen Ping, this is given to you, to you!" Lao Yan handed the huge sign to Chen Ping.

Chen Ping takes over the brand in a confused way.

Hold on to the sign, if you can't smash it right away.

"Yan Chuan!" Chen Ping's eyes were slightly congested.

Fishing for fame and reputation, is Yan Chuan at war with Sima Yuntian?

All around, the practitioners were in an uproar!

Today's □, but it is a great shame, Chen Ping with a great sense of shame, crowd out the crowd, quickly fly away from this sad place.

"Tut Tut, I can't see it. I know people and face but I don't know my heart!"

"I heard that the seventy-two great Confucian disciples of Sima Yuntian, the great sage, were all noble and upright, and all of them were excellent in wisdom. Now it seems that this is not the case!"

"Did Yan Chuan really do nothing to Meng Rongrong?"

"Tianlei? Is this place close to the hundred saints' Zhengqi altar? Feeling the world? It must be. Never swear here in the future

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The two sides of the fight left, leaving a group of practitioners. Today's events will surely spread to the whole city at the fastest speed.

Seeing a large number of practitioners leave, Laoyan shows a strange smile and says: "this will not be boring, ha ha!"

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Yan Chuan, Oriental Orthodox, Qinglong, and Miaomiao are all flying out of the square.

"Yan Chuan, what happened to thunder? Don't tell me, it's the curse of heaven, I don't believe it! " The Eastern Orthodox School is eager.

Qinglong also looks at Yan Chuan curiously.

"It's the curse of heaven!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Meow?" Meow is also curious.

"No way, the goods are not qualified to be punished by heaven!" Eastern decency shook its head.

With a smile, Yan Chuan admitted: "a little bit of a trick!"

Small means, of course, is the first thing of swallowing the heavenly way, the blue sky thunder cloud in the shenting acupoint orifices! Can control the double heaven disaster!

"Small means? This is a magic trick of "pretending"! How did you do it? " The Eastern Orthodox excitedly said.

Yan Chuan shook his head and refused to speak.

During the flight, the Eastern Orthodox School inquired several times, but Yan Chuan did not say anything, so the Eastern Orthodox School had to give up. No more entanglement.

"Qinglong, in the city, help me collect all kinds of ancient books, especially in the history, the more the better! For the next period of time, I will read in the Oriental palace! " Yan Chuan said solemnly.

"Reading? What kind of books do you want to read? I have all kinds of books in the Oriental palace Said the eastern decent.

"Oh?"

"There are eight million books in our Dongfang temple within 50000 years! I have the most books except for the master of the academy Said Dongfang zhengpaidun.

"Oh? That can't be better! " Yan Chuan nodded with satisfaction.

"But, you just defeated Chen Ping. Don't you take advantage of the victory to increase your influence? What books are you reading? " The Eastern orthodox school did not understand.

"I'm looking for some information!" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

"Eh?"

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